Chapter 203: 99 Declarations of Love (3)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
There was only one possibility for a woman’s make-up to be ruined, and that was water...
However, what woman would crawl into soone’s chest just right after washing her face...
Song Qingchun frowned in contemplation before realizing with a start that the woman had most likely been crying!
In other words, the stain was a tear stain?
She had stayed at his place for so long; she had not seen him on the phone with a woman much less brought a woman ho. Only his work friends would call him on the landline. This ant that... Song Qingchun had been under the impression that he had no female friends that he was privately close to, but then, he had allowed this woman to cry on his chest, so obviously she had been wrong.
Wait... Could this be that girl, Tingting ?
The night he fainted, he had called out for ’Tingting’ for so many tis. Through his fevered mutterings, Song Qingchun could tell he was deeply in love with this ’Tingting’. However, unfortunately, the love seed to be one-sided.
When Su Zhinian transferred to her high-school, he had instantly beco the most popular kid in school. Everyone had been talking about him, and he had been shrouded in a mysterious hue. He was rumored to be inhumanely perfect; however, for Song Qingchun at the ti, she had been completely uninterested in Su Zhinian.
Even later, when he moved into Song Qingchun, she had never taken an earnest interest in him. Since she did not care about him, she had never thought to learn his likes or dislikes, much less venture into his world.
However, after the five years, during which the distance between them had slowly grown wider, she found herself interested and curious in his romantic life. Only, she herself was not aware to this silent change.
Song Qingchun knew too little about Su Zhinian, so even though she racked her brain for a long ti, she was unable to tell who this ’Tingting’ was. As she mulled over it, she curled the shirt around her arms to roll it up before tossing it into the trash bag.
As she did so, the sll on the shirt drifted into her nose. The sll of blood, his body scent, the pungent sll of antibiotics, and a faded perfu.
This perfu slled incredibly familiar, like she had slled it sowhere before.
Song Qingchun stopped what she was doing, unfurled the shirt, and sniffed at it carefully.
His scent was the most concentrated at the sleeves, the sll of blood was the heaviest on the right-hand side of the shirt, and the antibiotics were most pungent on the back. However, the perfu she had slled earlier disappeared.
Song Qingchun continued to sniff at his shirt, and after so ti, she finally caught that sll again. It was confird the perfu ca from the stain around the left of his shirt.
In other words, this was the perfu worn by the woman who cried in his embrace? But why is this perfu sll so familiar? Like I’ve slled it sowhere before, no, like I sll this almost every day. This ans that the Tingting he likes is soone I know?
Song Qingchun thought about it, biting her fingernails. She could not figure out a possible candidate for ’Tingting’ in her circle of friends. When she removed her hand away from her face, she was blasted in the face by a whiff of the similar perfu. She sniffed the air and was shocked to realize the perfu ca from her own wrist.
Song Qingchun widened her eyes in shock and sniffed her wrist and the shirt alternately multiple tis, and then she confird that they were indeed the sa brand of perfu!
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